Re: Food Tables | Midnight | Ana & Jade & Open
Jade was sitting rather sulkily at a table with a plate of untouched food in front of him. The hood of his onesie was pulled up and down over his eyes, and an unlit cigarette bobbed irritably between his teeth. He had thought, incorrectly of course, that because he had helped set up for the party (the maze and most of the corn stalks were his handiwork, thank you very much) that he would have been immune to the charm that accosted anyone who tried to enter without a costume.
He had been very wrong.
He felt Ana take a seat near the one he himself occupied and turned his head towards her, able to see her outline clearly through the vibrations she cast into the earth beneath her feet.